The last time I was pregnant, I was living in Southern California.

In hopes of one day getting getting pregnant again, I kept all of my maternity clothes. But as you can imagine, the selection consists of tank tops and more tank tops.

Now after calculating my due date, I’ve come to realize that I will most likely reach epic whale-ish proportions in the dead of winter next year (February 2010).

Tank tops are not going to cut it here in Boston.

And did I mention that at less than 3 months pregnant I am already larger than I was during my 4^th month of pregnancy with my daughter?

I’m a little skerred.

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